ch2
Lincoln sat with a few strippers and smoked on a cigar
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come on baby lets go upstairs~
A woman sits next to him, rubbing circles into his chest that is shown from his open shirt
Lincoln Damon (E)
Nah, not in the mood today
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I can make you in the mood~
Lincoln pushes her away, annoyed by her clingy behavior
Lincoln Damon (E)
Fuck off
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*embarrassed and gets up, stomps away bumping into someone on her way to the bathroom*
Max Ferova (A)
Sorry mam..
Kiara (DO)
Max, come on there's an empty spot in the waiter unit you can start by serving table 12
Max Ferova (A)
Thanks Kiara
Kiara was one of Max's sister's older friend
She was the one who gave him the idea to work at the bar
Max walks over to the table and gives them their tray of food
Max Ferova (A)
Is there anything else i can give you
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You're the night angel arent you?
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I heard you're taking customers, am i an exception?
Max steps back from the man
Max Ferova (A)
Sir Im not on shift tonight so no
Max Ferova (A)
Theres others--
Lincoln Damon (E)
*Looks up at the scene*
Max Ferova (A)
I told you already im not on shift tonight so fuck off bastard!
Max Ferova (A)
But if you really want me
Max Ferova (A)
*grabs the old mans hair and whispers in his ear seductively*
Max Ferova (A)
pay me three hundred dollars
Lincoln Damon (E)
*watching from the distance*
Lincoln Damon (E)
*grits his teeth in anger*
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